Outside the pavilion, next to the ancient road,
The grass is blue,
The evening breeze blows the willow flute,
The sunset is beyond the mountain.
The edge of the sky, the horn of the sea,
A close friend has half a broken heart.
A bottle of turbid wine makes you happy,
Don't go to Meng Han tonight.
Farewell is one of the representative works of Hongyi (1880-1942), a master of modern Buddhism. The master's common surname is Li, and his uncle is Tong, a native of Tianjin. He studied in Japan and became a monk after the September 18th Incident. This poem adopts the format of ancient epigraph, and the language is fresh and simple, expressing the sadness when leaving. Shang Kun described the scene of sending it to other places: long pavilions, ancient roads and fragrant meadows. It was night, the sun was setting and the flute was flying in the evening breeze. This was originally a harmonious and beautiful scene, but it was bleak because of separation. Xia Gan is the author's reflection on the situation in recent years: because of various reasons of the times and life, most of my intimate friends are scattered all over the world, and I don't know if I can see you again in my lifetime. It is heartbreaking to think of these farewell drinks.
This was written by Master Hongyi before he became a monk. After composing music, it was widely circulated as "Graduation Song" with extremely beautiful tunes. The audience who saw the movie Old Things in the South of the City were deeply moved by it. Shu Ting's "Missing"
A color wall chart without lines.
A pure but unsolvable algebra
A dulcimer, plucking the rain beads on the eaves.
A pair of oars that can't reach the other shore
Bud usually waits in silence.
Sunset is usually far away.
Maybe there is an ocean hidden.
But all I shed was two tears.
Ah, in the vision of the heart
in one's soul of souls
Appreciate:
"Missing" is an extremely beautiful word. Throughout the ages, countless poets and writers have written beautiful sentences that will last forever. "My pocket is getting wider and wider, and I will never regret it, which will make people haggard" (Liu Yong), "After parting, I will remember meeting you and dreaming with you several times" (Yan), and "If I keep cutting, I will leave my sorrow, but I will be confused. Especially "A Taste in My Heart" (Li Yu), "When wine worries, it turns into lovesick tears" (Fan Zhongyan), "Spring is three points, dust is two points, and water is one point. In detail, it seems that it is not, but tears that keep people "(Su Shi) is like mourning. The sad and touching poems have crossed the limitation of time and space and have caused songs among countless readers for thousands of years.
In the works of contemporary female poets, Missing still makes many people cry because of its pure beauty and truth.
The first section of this poem shows the uniqueness of this poem with unique ideas and forms. "A colorful wall chart without lines"-you can feel its beauty, but you can't touch its shape; "A pure but unsolvable algebra"-I can understand its feelings but can't find its fruit. Isn't this helplessness and sadness exactly where I miss you like a dream? The strings are lonely, the sound of the piano is broken, and hope and disappointment are flashing in the "rain beads under the eaves". Not like the pain of "swimming from it, swimming in the middle of the water" and "between water and water, the pulse can't be said", the lingering acacia sadness overflows between the lines of the poem, which makes people unbearable to touch.
"Bud generally waits silently", and the word "silently" makes the image of "Bud" more prominent, and the eagerness of waiting and the deep feeling of hope overflow on the paper; "The sunset is as far away as the sun", and "far" highlights the sadness of waiting and the pain of missing.
In this warm picture, the two images freeze the hearts that people miss. Deep in the heart is the ocean. Tears like the sea, thoughts like the sea, expectations like the sea. Finally, the restless sea language overflowed two deep lakes, and two crystal tears reflected all the true feelings in the world. The truth of missing, from the inside out, from the shallow to the deep, has been vividly reflected.
Acacia is not a simple matter, and the poet's performance also starts from many angles and aspects, using images to help him think and speak. Although the four images are logically unrelated, the essence of each image can remind people of acacia with similar meanings. At this time, the poetic thinking is abstract and can't find obvious logical traces, but the emotional feeling is three-dimensional and has a profound aftertaste.